So 1980's! Like, gag me with a spoon!

I had to bring the boys to work with me after school today in order to get Jo to his *seven* year doctor's appointment on time. I wasn't particularly listening to what they were talking about (as these days the only topics of discussion are bodily functions or worse) but my ears perked up when I heard Jo say, in a disgusted voice, "Oh my gosh, Kai, you are so 1980's!"

I am so often speechless when confronted with the things that come out of their mouths. I didn't even ask what Kai did that was so, like, ewwww. Probably don't want to know anyway. But understanding that my boys have little to no knowledge of what constitutes "1980's" behavior, I realized that just the label is something to be avoided by them. Interesting. I think I'd better dress them as Punk Rockers for Halloween this year in order to get them a little more culturally sensitive...